Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

The colleague standing aside couldn't help saying: "Ruosheng, this time you have been reused."

Wen Ruosheng was still confused, not knowing what this sentence meant.

The colleague smiled knowingly: "You may not know that this black folder is an appointment document, and it will not be taken out on weekdays."

"Appointment documents?" Wen Ruosheng didn't know what Han Jingting was up to.

"That's right, the people run by our president are obviously just assistants to the president, but we are responsible for many things in person. Even the directors below have to do things according to our wishes, so the position You can imagine how high or low you are." As the colleague said, a majestic scene of mountains and rivers appeared in front of her eyes, as if she was the one who was appointed.

Wen Ruosheng nodded half understanding.

I have known for a long time that the President's Office of the Han Group is a very powerful place, and now I have seen it.

The people who work here can be regarded as Han Jingting's confidantes. Except for a few personal assistants, almost everyone has a project in their hands, whether it is internal or external, they can take care of it in an orderly manner.

In such a comparison, Wen Ruosheng's small official position seems to be nothing.

"It's nothing, just let me be responsible for following up a project." Wen Ruosheng said with some embarrassment.

"You are already very good. We have worked here for more than two years before we can independently follow up the project. It can be seen that Mr. Han still trusts you."

Hearing these words, Wen Ruosheng felt a sense of pride in his heart, no matter what the reason was, at least now he was no longer the soft persimmon five years ago, letting others pinch it.

It was not until his colleague left that Wen Ruosheng opened the folder.

As I said just now, when I opened it at this time, there was a sense of sacredness, a feeling of being the first in the class, and I was extremely proud.

The content in the folder is very simple. Regarding the signing of the document appointing Wen Ruosheng to be responsible for the Ye Group, the signature of Han Jingting at the bottom looks more and more beautiful the more you look at it.

After getting all these, Wen Ruosheng was even more proud. He carefully folded up the letter of appointment in the folder and put it in his pocket.

The day's work ended in typing on the keyboard, because Han Jingting was going back to Han's old house, Wen Ruosheng didn't have to worry about it anymore, and sat at the desk alone to continue processing the work.

In the evening, Wen Ruosheng felt sleepy for a while, looked at the time and the unfinished work on the table, rubbed his eyes abruptly, and pulled himself up from the sleepiness.

Before she could recover, Wen Ruosheng's cell phone rang.

Aunt Wang's call made her feel more refreshed, and she hurriedly picked up the phone.

For such a long time, Aunt Wang never took the initiative to call a few times, but every time she received a call from her, something happened.

"Aunt Wang."

"Miss, it's bad, the old warehouse is on fire."

"What, it's on fire?" Wen Ruosheng was still wondering if he heard it wrong, so he repeated it.

"Yes, but the housekeeper didn't let us call the police. The things inside are all the ones in the master's study." Aunt Wang said anxiously on the phone.

Since he was not allowed to call the police, Bai Qing must have done it on purpose. These people are really too much. They don't even want to keep the last thing that his father had in that house, so they want to burn it down.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go right away." Wen Ruosheng said, while already picking up the car keys, he put the coat behind him on his arm and walked downstairs.

Aunt Wang hung up the phone, and handed over the phone respectfully.

She knew very well that if she didn't listen to Bai Qing at this time, she might have no way to survive in the future.

Bai Qing looks like a very kind person, being able to live in the master's room is enough to demonstrate his means and abilities.

"Sister Wang, you are really a good servant of the Wen family." Bai Qing put his hands on his chest, looking at the woman who was a few years older than him in front of him.

"Boss Bai, it's not like this. I made this call, but it doesn't explain the relationship between me and the eldest lady." Aunt Wang kept defending.

"Okay, you can quibble, and I can give you a chance. I hope this kind of thing won't happen again." Bai Qing said, threw the phone aside, turned and left.

Looking at this heartless back, Aunt Wang couldn't help but nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Bai."

For people like Aunt Wang, who have worked in the Wen family for so many years, they are already used to this place. The Wen family still takes good care of these servants. A lot of extra subsidies are given.

Based on this alone, for the sake of the child, Aunt Wang cannot lose her job.

As long as the Wen family is still around, her family will live happily ever after.

Faced with Bai Qing's questioning, Aunt Wang couldn't hold back, and finally called Wen Ruosheng.

Thinking of the jewels that he had accepted, he could only sigh. At this time, he only hoped that Wen Ruosheng could ask for more blessings for himself.

Being targeted by Bai Qing is really not an easy matter.

During the journey from Han's Group back to Wen's old house, there was a particularly heavy traffic jam on the road, and Wen Ruosheng wished he could put wings on the car and fly directly back home.

But no matter how anxious he was, he was still stuck on the road during the evening rush hour after get off work, unable to move.

Out of worry, Wen Ruosheng decided to call the police first, at least to stabilize the fire, no matter what the situation is, if he loses those things of his father again, it will be a lifelong regret.

"Hi, hello, I want to call the police."

The fire alarm was dispatched very quickly. Half an hour later, fire engines surrounded the Wen family's villa.

Ten minutes later, Wen Ruosheng hurried over.

I didn't see any black smoke along the way. If the warehouse really caught fire, I'm afraid it won't be so peaceful.

Wen Ruosheng, who was feeling curious, came in from the outside, and happened to bump into Bai Qing chatting with the firefighters.

When Bai Qing saw Wen Ruosheng, he hurried over and greeted him politely: "Miss, you are back."

Wen Ruosheng didn't know what this meant, but just glanced around, and saw that the warehouse not far away was still standing there.

"En." Wen Ruosheng's voice obviously lacked confidence.

"What the hell is this going on?" Wen Ruosheng whispered in his heart.

"Miss, did you call the fire alarm?" Bai Qing pointed to the firemen beside him, looked at Wen Ruosheng and asked.

Wen Ruosheng also realized something, but since she did it, there is no need not to admit it, and nodded: "What's the matter, is there any problem?"

"It's like this, Miss. I don't know where you got the news. There are some old newspapers at home. They are quite old. I want to throw them away, but the contents inside are so important that I can only burn them."